Two Crazy Cousins
Aaron and I have been keeping my sister's black lab, Anna, while she and her boyfriend are at the beach for 10 days. It's been good for Missy; she needs to be socialized with other dogs. Anna is a calm, well-mannered dog, who can shake your hand and sit and won't go for a treat until you give her the ok. Missy is....well, let's just say Missy won't be winning the Eukanuba American Dog Show anytime soon.
Missy has a large rawhide bone that has been lying around the house for about two weeks. Periodically, she'll show some interest in it. A couple of days ago, Anna loped over to it and picked it up. Missy immediately became terribly concerned about the bone, shoving her face in Anna's, making a small whining noise. Anna growled softly under her breath, and the game was on. I tried to explain to Anna that the bone belonged to Missy, but somehow she didn't understand. Missy became more and more agitated. I finally went into the kitchen to get Missy a pig's ear as a consolation prize. As she took it, Anna came dashing over. I tried to explain to Anna that she had the bone to chew on, but she just didn't get it. So I gave her her own pig's ear. Each dog took their repective ear out into the living room, where Missy promptly dropped hers and picked up the bone Anna had discarded. Anna then invaded Missy's personal space. I made Anna take back the pig's ear, and the two dogs circled the living room, rolling their eyes at one another. Finally, they each took a corner and settled down.
The bone has been passed back and forth since then, causing much consternation. Anna, it turns out, is quite passive-aggressive. Right now, Anna is fast asleep on the floor, and Missy is chewing industriously on the bone.
5 Comments:
For some reason, with dogs, the grass is always greener for the other dog... :)
You said it! Whatever one has, the other suddenly desperately needs. Anna leaves on Sunday, and hopefully we can get rid of the two inches of dog hair on our floors.
I've never been an animal lover or observer(big confession)...I love your story, it softened this hard heart of mine a bit. I do love my granddog though and Anna was so precious when I met her.
Just be glad you don't have kids yet. I think they can be worse sometimes. You can beat them without police interference.
I'm starting to believe more and more that Anna is one of those "children" who looks very sweet and acts very sweet until the adult leaves the room. Then she will try to pee on your favorite, most expensive toy and blame it on you when your mom comes back.
Anna loved staying with you guys! She was happy to be out of the blonde Nellie Olsen wig and lace ankle socks that I make her wear at home :-)
Thanks Shannon and Aaron!
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